After Dressing up as a Concubine, I Won by Writing Storybooks While Lying Down

I, Lin Qinghe, am a modern cattle and horse social animal, and I once transformed into a very poor concubine in the general's palace. Fortunately, the mistress is kind and no one makes things difficult, but it's a pity that the general's father is devoted to the soldiers, and the house is so poor that I almost drank the northwest wind. With ten years of novel reserves under my belt, I decisively left my waistcoat to write a storybook. Who would have thought that he would become famous instantly, get royalties for his manuscripts, and make a fortune quietly in a deep house. I wanted to make money in a low-key manner and live a poor life, but a frame-up at a banquet hit me on the head—— The plan was originally aimed at my sister-in-law, but by mistake, I became the concubine of Shen Wangzhi, the eldest son of the Duke's family. Break off an engagement? Useless. Okay, then I'll destroy the head office. But a few days after entering the mansion, I accidentally discovered the true face of this dandy prince: On the surface, he looks bohemian, but in fact, he is the third prince's right-hand man who secretly makes money. In order to save my life, I blew my vest on the spot: I am the popular script writer in Beijing! From then on, I relied on my modern thinking to help him make money crazily, and he protected me in the maelstrom of power and intrigue. I thought it was just a cooperative relationship, but after spending time together day and night, the sinister prince actually became interested. It wasn't until he was about to be assassinated and he sacrificed his life to protect me that I realized that I had already fallen into it. The battle for heir apparent ended, and the new emperor ascended the throne. He used his power as a dragon to obtain an imperial edict granting marriage, and promoted me from concubine to his wife. In the wedding night, someone finally stopped pretending to be a dandy and asked in a low voice: "Now, do you still think silver is more valuable than me?" Me: ... It seems, a little bit